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Florence Nightingale took care of me
One day on my way home from I was struck from the side, my car was totaled. I was hurt badly, requiring hospitalization and surgery. I spent the following year in and out of hospitals, surgery, and home care. I lost my junior year of high school and I had to repeat.
The driver of the other car was impaired by pills, he died in the crash.
During my recovery I had a variety of nurses, some were very pretty, some were very nice, one was pretty and nice. And she became attached to my care. She was 23, having graduated from nursing school the year before. She fell in love with me, an ethics violation she did not report. I fell in love with her.
Because I was recovering and I was not in condition there was no **, just affection. My mother noticed the attraction, she warned me, but didn't interfere. She didn't interfere after I was recovered and back in school. The 'affair' was allowed to continue, not withstanding it was with two girls.
Time passed and in college I became romantically involved with a male student. I eventually married a man and had a family. She remained in the lady's camp. We see each other often, my feelings are always there. I don't believe I'm lesbian, but I have never been able to overcome my deep feelings for her.
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